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Well, I made it back to Santa Cruz. It’s good to be back home. Hard, but good.

Today I have been going through all of the letters, notes and cards that Zach has written to me over the years. It’s bittersweet. I still feel like I’m just stumbling blindly through the days, and they all kind of blur together. I have made two goals for myself: Go outside every day and eat something every day. I think if I can do both of those things, then I count it as a good day.

I appreciate your continued support, cards, phone calls, and emails. And I am truly truly grateful to all of you that have sent in pictures, movies, and other memorabilia (Jeff, thanks so much for the copy of his missionary letters). I intent to continue to work on his website so that you can download pictures, some of his art, his songs, etc.

When I got home Zach’s ashes were already here waiting for me (thank you Gary for picking them up). Interestingly, about 4 weeks before Zach died we were driving past the cemetery and I said to him. “When I die, I want to be cremated”, he said that he did too and that he wanted his 1/2 his ashes to be put in the ocean, and half to be put in the snow. I’m not sure when I’m going to do those things, but I will let you know. I think I’m also going to plant a tree on the cliffs at 4mile (his favorite surf spot, and the place where I’ll put his ashes). I like the idea of something living and growing in memory of him, something to look out over and watch the surf.

For the other half of his ashes, I’m going to take them to the top of the highest peak at the ski resort where Zach and I met.

I’m not sure when the time is right for me to place his ashes in these special spots, but I will let you know. Feel free to call me or stop by any time. As you know, I don’t have a job, so I have all the free time in the world.

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